Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Trails

Tied to a stake, purity fire
A from the Church,
to sin,
Alchemist to the
hang above your head,
Accused of witchcraft, for making
time to burn,
Hell on Earth, a birth
An Age of pain.
into time, gazing on an age,
Of with no solutions,
Call on the Inquisitor for of a witch,
A of horror with no tomorrow,
Informers lies to inherit the estate,
Evil for a gain,
Bring on the and his tools of the trade,
The thumbscrew the truth.
Casting spells - chants
possessed burning eyes,
Demonic action-witches
accuser lies,
On the stake to alive see the crowed reject your kind,
below no repentance, excommunication is your prize.

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Run down, low, aching muscles, tension full,
for death!
Broken bones, ripping flesh, become a bloody mess,
will it end?
Going slow, felling pain, "Why me?"
A nightmare!
Frustration, denomination,
it's to meet your maker.
UNHOLY! HOLY TRAILS...The evil plot, perverted, demented sacred
grounds,
UNHOLY! HOLY TRAILS...Cathedrals rule on fear. the unwillingly give
lives.

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Martyr with no cause, submission to fate,
The magic and the spells, there to gain,
The knowledge you obtained, eternal claimed insane!

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For sorcery and now you pay in vain,
Your mortal pressing death,
made, but who's insane?
Desecration in the den

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